I got away with a ‘Last Ride’ once, and it was a good thing for a number of reasons. But anyone can get away with anything once, blind squirrel and all that. Pulling off yet another ‘Last Ride’ would be a real accomplishment. I started dropping hints early. It...
Welcome to the first installment of What They Don’t Teach In TV School, an occasional series I’m starting to teach the new crop of TV tadpoles a few of the hard won lessons from a life on the road. Please enjoy the first of Frenchy’s Weapons of Mass Instruction...
“C’mon honey, just one more time. Please? I promise it’ll be quick.” Sleeping Beauty knows me too well to believe it will be quick, but, being the good sport she is, she nonetheless agreed. It’s really her fault anyway. At the conclusion of The Epic Ride, I...
What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, which, for me usually means nothing more exciting than losing lots of my semi-hard earned money, which, true to the saying, always seems to stay in Sin City. This week was no exception. The WWE circus tour rolled from our show in Anaheim onto The...
Bitter? Me? Naah… not at all… Well, maybe just a teeny bit, but who can blame me? Look at this picture of me in nursery school, up there in the back row. It all makes sense now. Just look at those pants. Who wouldn’t be bitter?? Thanks to alert reader and fellow plaid...